His Angel is Evil?
Angela huffed, trying to calm herself down. She was here out of Gael's kindness so despite his teasing, she could only suck it up. Hearing some shuffles here and there, she wondered what he was doing. Then she felt something move to her left, and when she turned to see, a little fluffer met her gaze.
She gasped in surprise, sitting up and pushing the blanket off her. Honey slowly wagged its tail as it sat a foot away from her. It was probably wondering why she was sleeping on its master's bed.
'This is Daddy's bed,' it must be thinking.
"Sorry… I'll take her," said Gael as he made his way towards the bed to pick up Honey.
Angela didn't know why, but for some reason, she felt as if the dog was giving her 'puppy dog eyes'—that or she was imagining things. Whatever it was, she suddenly extended her hand out to stop him and said, "It's okay… The bed is spacious. Honey… Honey can sleep with me."